Actually Could Someone Put Me In Stasis And Then Wake Me Up Thousands Of Years Later Like In Those Sci-fi

Actually could someone put me in stasis and then wake me up thousands of years later like in those sci-fi stories?

There was this one time where a flock of crows, probably around 20 or so, followed me around in the streets at night.

To this day I'm devastated that it wasn't a whimsical omen of magic coming into my life.

And then there's me, whos dream self knows I'm in a dream but I still cannot lucid dream...

Today, I am a wretched creature, a howling abyss of pure evil

Tommorrow?

Idk probably a pink slime or something